When the killer Achai heard this voice, a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face: "Why are you here?"
Then two figures fell down, it was Xia Tian and Su Beibei.
The killer Achai rushed to Xia Tian excitedly: "Master Xia...Mr. Xia, are you here to help me specially?"
"Do I know you well?"
Xia Tian glanced at him and said unhappily: "Also, don't say that I am your senior brother in the future."
"Yes Yes Yes."
The killer Achai repeatedly admitted his mistake and said with some embarrassment: "I just want to wait until I become famous and worship the God of Killing Allen as my disciple. By then, I will be your junior brother."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "Even if you really become my second master as your disciple, I am not your senior brother."
"Well?"
The killer Achai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart: "Why?"
Su Beibei smiled and explained casually: "Xia Tian has three masters, and Death God Allen is only his second master.
But the God of Death, Allen, already had a daughter before he took over Xia Tian.
Strictly speaking, even if you become a disciple of Allen, you can only be called Second Senior Brother Xia Tian."
The killer Achai had a look of realization. Just when he was about to call someone, Xia Tian shattered his delusion.
"Okay, you'd better not scream, I won't answer."
Xia Tian looked careless, "Even if the second master really likes you, I don't like you either."
The killer Achai sighed and prayed a little: "Then I'll call you Mr. Xia. Is that okay?"
"It's up to you."
Xia Tian is quite indifferent to this, "But, why are you here?"
Although Su Beibei has never met the killer Achai, she heard Nie Xiaoli and Ning Ruirui mention this person in the WeChat group, and she also knew that this person was already a franchised killer under the Shadow Group, and he was half one of his own.
"I came here to start a business and just completed my first business."
The killer Achai pointed at the white-browed monk whose throat he cut.
Xia Tian said with disdain: "So you are still far away, you don't even know whether the other party is dead or not."
"No, not dead?"
The killer Achai had a look of astonishment on his face, and quickly rushed to the side of the white-browed monk, and casually struck another blow.
"puff!"
The blade of the knife sank directly into his chest, and he was sure that it had pierced his entire heart.
"He should be dead now."
Killer Achai murmured.
Su Beibei shook her head and reminded softly: "If they are normal people, they will indeed die."
"You mean, they are not normal people?"
The killer Achai felt a little ridiculous, but after thinking about it, he felt that it made sense, because the ability that Jian Si showed just now was even more powerful than him.
This is Siam after all, and there are many stories and legends about gods and ghosts.
This Vajra Zen Temple is also quite strange. He had heard some strange rumors before he came in, but he had never believed it before.
"Then they are..."
The killer Achai didn't know what he was thinking of. He turned around and touched the white-browed monk. Sure enough, he found something was wrong: "This..."
The white-browed monk was left with only a skin, and inside the skin there was only a withered skeleton.
He rushed to the Lord Supervisor in two or three more steps, and sure enough, he did the same.
"What about the two monks who came in with me just now?"
The killer Achai was so frightened that he turned his head and scanned the ground, and sure enough he did not see the bodies of the two people.
Then, a black withered claw was placed on the back of his neck, which was dripping wet.
Just when he was about to turn around and deliver a fatal blow to the man behind him, he was shocked to realize that at some point, his feet were covered with sticky plasma, making him unable to move.
"Don't move."
An indistinct voice sounded behind him, filled with a chilling evil aura.
Faced with the unknown fear, the killer Achai felt that his neck was about to freeze, but he still gritted his teeth and stabbed the back with his backhand.
"puff!"
This knife felt like it was stabbed into the mud.
"You don't have to waste so much effort struggling."
At this time, a careless voice said: "You are already dead anyway."
The killer Achai was stunned and said to Xia Tian: "Mr. Xia, are you telling me or the monster behind you?"
Xia Tian couldn't help but glare at him: "Which of your eyes saw me talking?"
"Who said that?"
The killer Achai was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the monster behind him would imitate other people's voices.
Su Beibei stared closely at the blurry figure behind the killer Achai, and asked sternly: "Are you the Yin-Blood God Envoy?"
The figure replied directly in Su Beibei's voice: "There are no Yin-Blood God Envoys here. You are in the wrong place and you are looking for the wrong person."
Xia Tian said unhappily: "Stop talking in Bei Yatou's voice, do you hear me?"
"This temple has been closed for a long time and does not accept foreign visitors."
The figure really changed his voice, "You two should leave as soon as possible, otherwise, I can ask the Dharma Protector to come over and drive you away."
Su Beibei was a little impatient: "Stop pretending, even if you are not the Yin Blood God Envoy, you are still the Dragon Po Yin Luo. Your disciple Azan Pu has been exposed."
"Azan Pu is indeed Lao Monkey's disciple."
The figure said calmly: "He was asked to exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts in the Zhong family some time ago. Do you know him?"
"I don't know him, and I'm not interested in knowing him."
Xia Tian lazily replied: "Anyway, he has been killed by me."
The figure didn't have much reaction, and just said lightly: "Is it possible that I can't sense his consciousness? He is indeed dead.
Ajahn Pu has followed my practice since he was a child. This child is kind-hearted and caring about all living beings. He is a rare Buddhist seedling.
In order to cultivate him, I have spent countless efforts. I originally expected him to take over my mantle in the future, but I never expected that it was ruined by you."
"Are you kidding me?"
Su Beibei said coldly: "That apprentice of yours not only poisoned and murdered Mrs. Jin's child, but he also had a very strong evil aura and killed countless people. How can he be considered kind?"
The figure shook his head slightly and said solemnly: "My practice as a Buddha involves more than a trillion Dharma doors.
Everything he did was just for practice.
Once the practice is completed, hundreds of millions of sentient beings will be saved, and sacrificing a few lives for this is nothing."
"It is indeed an evil temple, full of nonsense."
Su Beibei said with a frosty face: "You must not be a good person."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "Girl Bei, you are wrong. This idiot may not even be considered a thing."
"It seems that the two of you came here with bad intentions. If that's the case, then just stay."
The figure gradually solidified and turned into a vigorous young man. He raised his hand and injected part of the plasma into the skins of Jiansi and the white-browed monk, filling them up instantly and giving them a human appearance again.
"This man was skinned and deposited in the Qingsang Corpse Hall."
The figure gave instructions to the white-browed monk and the temple supervisor.
Then he pointed at Su Beibei and said: "This woman does have a bit of a celestial appearance. She can be reserved for dual cultivation and used when I break through."
"You really think beautifully."
When Su Beibei heard this, she was so angry that she stopped being polite. She rushed up to the man as fast as possible and slashed at the man's throat with one palm.
The man just glanced at Su Beibei lightly and ignored her.
"puff!"
Su Beibei's hand sword indeed cut off the man's neck, but unfortunately it was of no use.
The man's body seemed to be just a ball of plasma. After being cut off, it quickly stuck back together.
"What a stupid woman."
The man shook his head and said with disdain: "My body is made of the blood of thousands of people. Do you think you can destroy it with your fists and feet?"
Su Beibei said coldly: "Then you deserve to die even more!"
With that said, he kicked him again, knocking off the opponent's head.
"it's useless."
The man condensed another head directly without any damage, "Since you are so evasive, let's capture you first."
Su Beibei sneered: "Take me down, you can only dream!"
"Blood vortex, residual network!"
The man snorted softly, raised his hand and sprayed out a stream of blood, turned into a huge net, and rushed towards Su Beibei.
"Mr. Xia, no, won't you help Miss Su?"
The killer Achai found that the blood on the soles of his feet had faded a lot, and the withered claws on his back had also let go of him, so he took the opportunity to break free from the restraints and ran to Xia Tian.
Xia Tian said lightly: "No need, this idiot is no match for Bei Yatou."
"Yeah?"
The killer Achai couldn't see it at all.
He only saw Su Beibei being overwhelmed by that man's blood net offensive, as if he might be covered at any time.
"You two, please keep it too."
At this time, Monk Baimei and Monk Jiansi had already rushed forward. Both of them held a strange sword in their hands, slashing at Xia Tian and the killer Achai.
"Mr. Xia, leave these two people to me."
The killer Achai had no choice but to show his dagger and face him.
Xia Tian curled his lips, noncommittal.
The killer Achai is not bad at all, but unfortunately he encountered two monsters that have surpassed humans, and he fell into the trap soon.
If he only dealt with one of them alone, he felt that he still had some chance of winning.
Two people should be attached at the same time. He had a premonition that he would definitely die within a hundred moves.
He originally thought that Xia Tian might help, but when he looked back, he found that Xia Tian didn't even look at him, just stared at Su Beibei.
"Damn it, let's fight!"
The killer Achai didn't want to be looked down upon by Xia Tian, so he had to use all his strength to fight these two monsters to the end.
The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.
"Bang!"
Soon, he was stabbed in the abdomen first, and then kicked in the face. His whole body flew out and rolled to Xia Tian's feet.
"Mr. Xia, I can't hold it anymore."
The killer Achai finally stood up and said frankly: "Please help me."
The white-browed monk said coldly: "One sneaked into the temple with evil intentions; the other broke into the backyard without permission and had bad intentions.
Both of you will die, and no one will survive!"
The eyes of the monk in charge of the temple were filled with astonishing murderous intent: "Don't talk nonsense to them, kill them as soon as possible to avoid the dissatisfaction of Master Luang Po Yin Luo."
The two of them rushed to Xia Tian together, their swords tightly woven like a net, all aimed at the heart.
"Poof!"
With a soft sound, both swords pierced Xia Tian's heart, but they did not leave any big wounds.
Even when the sword was pulled out, the thin wound even healed automatically, as if it had never been injured.
The exquisiteness of his sword skills is unparalleled in the world.